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Originally posted by dcarrb
I appreciate the sentiment. Actually thought about that (after the fact), apologized, swallowed the stupid lump in my throat and offered to collect my stuff and be gone for good, but it's been nothing but business as usual. She's holding-up her end of the deal and doing a distressingly good job of pretending we never had the conversation. My greatest regret is that I might well have wrecked a perfectly decent friendship.
I doubt we'll continue going out for lunch two or three times per week in my SVX.
dcb
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If you can somehow, at the "proper" time, declare that "Someday when you're an old goat like me, certain misguided advances will become welcomed flattery", etc. Then smile & say "Sorry ol' pal, I offer you the keys to the SVX, as a token of my profoundest apology". "You may drive us to lunch, as long as you stick to business". Keep smiling.
If the gal has a sense humor, you win. If not, there's always unemployment insurance.
Best 'o luck, Ron.